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The Exploited Ones.We are the exploited ones.
The symbol became synonymous with hate.
Our name has been abused.
It is quite unfortunate.
Many people died under others claiming to be us.
Evil rose to power.
Evil took the square wheel down with him.
The ones that once revered us Noblemen,
now claim to be us.
Genetic similarity is even less with these.
Fifty thousand years ago, they split away.
Can't we just be we,
and not have our moniker misused.
Is there any hope?
HorrorEntering the house quietly, in the hopes of surprising his wife with his early arrival, the man was greeted with a silent house. The house seemed so lifeless, he wondered if she’d gone out for groceries so she could make dinner later. He figured he would just wait for her to come home rather than call her, just to keep his presence a surprise.
It had been almost 5 pm when he’d walked in the door, nearly 3 hours later, the man’s wife still hadn’t come home. Worrying that something happened to her, or that she was cheating on him, he almost preferred the idea of something having happened to her. He realized a long time ago that he was almost never home anymore, but she was still his wife. She’d chosen to marry him and she had no right to go to someone else for the comforts he was supposed to provide.
His anger building, he dialed her number, any desire to surprise her at home was long gone. He heard the faint tone she’d put on her phone a few weeks ear
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